I had a dream about Benzaie this morning. It was really nice. I was with some of my friends at this park, and I saw Benzaie at one of those outdoor pavilion things and started squeeing and working up the nerve to go over and talk to him. Then he came over to our group and autographed a page from my notebook. (SQUEE.)
I know I'm behind on reading and leaving comments on many fics, and I'm late in replying to your lovely comments. I will get to that, I swear, and my 100th fic too, but I'm so incredibly busy writing a script, essay, taking long road trips, and loads of other stuff that I probably won't catch up on most of that until sometime next week. I'm very sorry. On the upside I've been having a great couple of days and I'm going to be hanging out with loads of other geeks this weekend, so that's good!